Commanding Wind and Cloud

Pan Yun raised his head to look at Pan Hongqing's eyes with a flash of understanding, yes! What an honorable status is the Patriarch? So what if the Lord of the Battle Hall comes personally? Ordinary fighters will always be a group of inferior fighters below blood fighters.

"The deacon of the flood battle castle?" Pan Hongqing looked at Pan Yun's back and sneered: "What is that? You don't even have the qualifications to see me, but you still want to see the Patriarch? Some things that don't know your identity, let them get out! If you don't get out, beat them out with a stick! If you don't leave, you'll kill them directly! We, the Pan family, can afford to kill someone."

Mo Jin looked at the ID card that was thrown back in his hand and smiled wryly. The cautious expression that Pan Yun had when he took the ID card just now had disappeared, and was replaced by a look of contempt.

"Our elders said that you are not qualified to meet the head of the family." Pan Yun looked at the vigorous smile, and for some reason he always felt a little short of breath due to the arrogance he had just cultivated. His voice changed from the initial arrogance to a respectful voice unconsciously: "If you want to meet, you can only meet the deacon of our family."

The deacon? Energetic smiled, this position should be the management of the unawakened power of the bloodline cadres of the Elf King, or the elders who failed to awaken the power, the deacons below, right?

Speaking of the power of this kind of deacon, it is not even as good as the power of a hotel shopkeeper, that is, the person who runs errands for the elders of the outer hall, and the elders of the outer hall also have little power, and more is the ability to guard the house. Usually, it is performed by warriors who have awakened at the first level for decades and have no potential for awakening.

"Deacon? The deacon is the one who has the final say on such a big matter?" He looked at Pan Yun with a smile and said, "One day, if the Patriarch wants to find me, remember to tell him that there is a person named Pan Mengzhi who knows where we live."

Pan Yun looked at the vigorous and unrestrained stepping on the horse, and leaving without delay, his mind was full of puzzlement and doubts, where did this person get his confidence? Why? You must firmly believe that the aloof Patriarch must go to him?

Duan Feng Bu Er rode on the horse and looked at the suspicious Pan Yun: "Did you fail to awaken your power?"

The suspicion on Pan Yun's face was replaced by depression. Luckily, his father was a warrior who had activated the power of his blood, and he had made a lot of contributions to the Pan family. Otherwise, after failing to awaken his power last year, he would have been working as a servant in a tavern or somewhere today.

"Since the power awakening failed, are you interested in taking a gamble?" Duanfeng Buer waved: "Get on the horse with me, maybe you can activate the power of Hydra's bloodline."

Unlock the blood power of Hydra? Pan Yun was taken aback, and stared at Duanfeng Buer blankly, is this person joking? The family altar is the most likely place for people to awaken the power of the bloodline. Even there has failed, and now the only way left is to awaken naturally.

"Gambling? Or not gambling?" Duanfeng Buer stretched out his hand while riding on horseback: "I saw that you haven't been infected with the arrogance that there is no medicine to cure, and you are still polite to drive, so I gave you this chance."

bet? What bet? Pan Yun looked around, and there should not be any abduction of members of the Hydra family in this Infinite City, unless these young people don't want to live anymore, otherwise even the Elf King Gan's family can't keep them.

Abducting a member of a bloodline family is equivalent to declaring war on this bloodline family! This unspoken rule has been popular in the Mozu and Zhence Dynasty for many years, and no one has ever touched this unspoken rule.

"Pan Yun, what are you going to do?"

"Gamble." Pan Yun sat behind Duan Fengbu's war horse, with a face full of reluctance and determination: "I don't want to stay in this concierge for the rest of my life! I want to be a warrior, a great Hydra blood warrior!"

"The great Hydra blood warrior? Wake up, you have already awakened your power and failed, it is impossible..."

"I want to gamble again." Pan Yun sighed: "Panmang, the concierge is just a watchdog who can speak human language. I have never felt the glory and authority you mentioned. All I can feel these days is humiliation. I don't want to live like this again."

"It's interesting." Duanfeng Buer looked back at Pan Yun: "Hold on to the saddle, we're going to speed up. Drink!"

The horse raised its hooves, kicked up a cloud of dust, made a sound of hooves hitting the ground, and quickly disappeared at the end of the long street.

The huge Infinite City has various places, and there are also so-called fighter unions, but the fighter unions in the territory of warriors with blood are usually weaker.

The decay and dilapidation of the Infinity War Fort far exceeded the imagination of the enthusiasm. From the outside, this fighter union is quite imposing. The internal hall even has spider webs. The wooden bar used for reception has an antique atmosphere.

Motivation doubts that if the bar with an ancient atmosphere in front of him is sold in the antique market, maybe he can really get some gold coins back.

A warrior with white hair and a pair of reading glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose was sitting behind the bar of the Battle Fort. He slowly raised his old face full of vicissitudes and nearly a hundred wrinkles vertically and horizontally, and made a voice that seemed to come from the far shore: "Young people, is there anything you can't solve that needs our Infinity War Fort to help you solve it?"

Looking at the old soldier with a wrinkled face in amazement, he wondered if what he saw was an illusion. He originally planned to borrow a place in the Infinity War Fort, but he didn't expect to see such a situation in the War Fort.

"Do you need guards? Or bodyguards? Or do you want to join our Infinity War Fortress?" The old soldier skillfully asked various questions: "Or do you need to find a long-term guard? In our Infinity War Fortress, veterans with many years of combat experience..."

The old soldier said that his chest was straightened here, and he swallowed vigorously. This experience is indeed rich enough, but the age...does anyone plan to open a nursing home?

"Actually..." Qian Jin took out the identity card of the deacon of Battle Fort Hongliu from his pocket: "Old man, I am from Battle Fort Hongliu, and I want to borrow an open space from us."

The old man narrowed his eyes into a thin line, looked carefully at the ID card in his hand and nodded again and again: "It is indeed a real ID card. Young man, our Infinity Battle Fort is really busy and has a lot of people. You want to find an open space, I'm afraid..."

Snapped! Ke Jin slapped a gold coin directly on the bar counter, and the clear sound of the collision echoed in the empty hall, as if asking where the busy people could be if the sound echoed so clearly.

"En..." The old man looked at the gold coin seriously and nodded slightly: "It seems... I seem to remember that there is still such an open space."

He stared at the old soldier enthusiastically and curiously. This old man is very interesting. At least he seems to be good at making money. The old man hides a shrewdness who sees through the world. If he gets it back to help Luo Qingqing, maybe it can really help.

"But..." The old man stared at Qian Jin's eyes, "This place is very small, it can't hold so many of you..."

Snapped! Another gold coin was slapped on the table. The old man's shriveled old hand slid on the table, grasped the gold coin smoothly and nodded slightly: "I remembered again... Hey! I am old, and my brain is not working well..."

Mo Jin had to admire the old man's face, which was comparable in thickness to Luo Lin and Duanfeng Buer beside him. He obviously estimated that all the rooms were empty, but he told him that they were full. Being a soldier was really a shame for him.

"Old man, are you interested in changing careers?" Ke Jin lay on the bar counter and looked at the old man: "For example, join a chamber of commerce."

"Chamber of Commerce?" The old man shook his head with a stubborn expression on his face: "I am a soldier."

"If you do well, you can earn a lot of gold coins."

"I, am, warrior."

The warrior... pouted his lips vigorously. The warriors are indeed a group of guys with little brains. Why isn't he such a person? Once you have determined your goal, you must do it. Even if you know that the chances are small or none, you will still stick to it.

glory! The glory of a soldier is invisible and intangible, but it truly exists on every soldier! The glory of the warrior, the dignity of the warrior! This kind of noun was not even officially written in the "Warrior Code".

It's not that fighters don't know about glory and dignity, but that it doesn't make any sense to write this term into it. Real fighters don't need rules to remind them, and they will automatically and spontaneously guard the glory and dignity of fighters.

Snapped! The third gold coin was slapped on the table, but the old man didn't even look at this gold coin, and there was even a trace of contempt for energy in his eyes.

The first two gold coins are used to borrow land and can be collected. this one? To buy people?

"This gold coin is used to inquire about something." Ke Jin pressed the gold coin and pushed it forward: "I remember that the Warrior Union sometimes competes with the Adventurer's Union for business, and will sell some information, right?"

The old man wiped his palm on the bar, and the gold coins disappeared miraculously!

"How many people are there in our battle castle?"

"Thirty-three..."

Qi Jin looked up at the empty hall and the high ceiling and praised it again and again. This number of people is really not ordinary.

Thirty-three? This is the number of members of the Warrior Union in a city! The influence of the blood warriors is too great in the city where they are located. People will ask the blood warriors for anything.

Although the price may be much more expensive, it feels safe to use blood warriors to help! Blood Warrior!